I'm a world famous tattoo artist with a six month waiting list. Everybody's begging me to put my ink on them. I'm the hottest shit in L.A., and can get any girl I want. So the last thing I expect is for Ash Carter to walk into my shop and blow me off.

I've spent the last seven years screwing half the women in the northern hemisphere, but nobody could come close to the girl I left behind. Ash was my world. But in order to protect her, I had to let her go. It was the biggest mistake of my life. And now I'll do anything to get her back.

It's been seven years since we last spoke. Seven long years of trying to ignore the memory of her skin, her eyes, her incredible confidence. She is everything I remember. Still stubborn and feisty and sexy as hell. They say you should forgive and forget. But Ash can never forget what I did. And I can never forgive myself.

She's left a permanent mark on my heart.

But even if she takes me back, will we be able to overcome the past? Will we be able to move forward towards our future?

EXCERPT

“You want something to drink?” she calls from some other room.

“Sure. Something strong.”

“Vodka ok?”

“Always.”

I pace around the room a little, lust still pumping me full of adrenaline, taking in the details, stopping to study a Basquiat print above a bookcase. Flashbacks of conversations we had in her bed rushing through my mind, until she clinks some glasses behind me and I turn around.

“Here you go,” she says, handing me the glass.

I take it from her, sip slowly, but my eyes stay on hers—a living work of art even more captivating than what’s on the walls. The alcohol burns, hitting the spot, but I’m intoxicated enough by the room, by the smell, by her. She must sense it, because she breaks my gaze, eyelashes flickering away as she smiles down, but her coyness only ignites the fire building within me.

I put my drink down and throw her on the couch so I can gaze at those lush curves, trace my eyes down the length of that magnificent body.

I trace a finger around her ear, down her neck. She trembles like a leaf under my touch, skin cool with goosebumps. Her breath quickening, hot and heavy.

I climb on top of her and we devour each other’s mouths as I tug her pants off and she pulls her shirt over her head. We roll around on the couch, her hands squeezing my cock, my mouth sucking each nipple until her breath shudders, her fingers clawing down my back. I need to taste her.

I pull away, enjoying how she hisses with unresolved desire.

“Why are you stopping?” she asks, her voice tinged with desperation.

I growl, low and firm, “I’m not. I’m going to eat you.”

About the Author:

JD Hawkins writes erotic romance with modern-classic alpha males and strong, independent women. He currently lives with his wife in Los Angeles, CA. He loves to travel and has lived in many places, including New York City, India and Thailand. When he isn't writing, JD enjoys surfing, training in Mixed Martial Arts, reading and taking naps. He's always loved making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.

This book has the holy trifecta, 1. Hot sex 2. Strong woman 3. Tattoos!!! Love all three. So I’m this book we have Ash and Teo, two people getting a second chance at love. After an abrupt exit in her life in the past, Ash has a hard time letting Teo back in 7 years later. Teo wants her back in the best way, and their reconciliation is delicious. It’s not easy by any means, but some chemistry is hard to deny. I now want a tattoo so badly. At times I felt like I was in the shop with them the writing was so descriptive. As before I love when Hawkins writes women, they are so strong and not bullshitty. I find it surprising and refreshing that in a female dominated field, a male author writes better and more empowered women in the genre. Women who know what they want and makes no apologies for it.

The heat factor in this book is 10. The sex is steamy but it’s not overdone and it’s not skimpy. It’s perfect.